Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 388: Money is Hot

There are only two options before Song Heping now:

One is to just get started.

Of course, Brother Da Biao and his men only have knives on them, and in this room, I am confident that I can take down these people if I take action.

If all else fails, it’s easy to capture the leader first.

Compared to those American green berets in the Colombian jungle, these little thugs are definitely kindergarten level. They can scare ordinary people, but they can't scare a killer-level special forces soldier like Song Heping.

But swords have no eyes, and if you really start fighting, there will definitely be bloodshed, and that will violate the law.

This is definitely not the result Song Heping wants.

When he returned to China, he was already worried about whether his identity would bring him any trouble, so he tried to be as low-key as possible, quickly finished his business, met his family, and returned to South America to arrange the arms deal.

The local police were alarmed, and it was not just the individual's problem that was involved, but the business of the entire "musician" company would be affected.

If it were when he had just retired from the army, Song Heping would probably have really taken action.

But after these years of polishing, he has matured.

Since we can't take action, there is only the second way.

That means giving money.

Spending money to ward off disasters means you are unlucky.

Things that can be solved with money are small things.

Especially now, more than 2 million RMB is not a lot of money for Song Heping. Isn't it just 300,000 US dollars?
The dividends for a month are more than this amount.

However, the military temperament in Song Heping made it impossible for him to bow down and admit defeat to these idiots in front of him.

People cannot let themselves die from holding their urine.

Song Heping quickly thought of a third way.

He glanced at Lao Gao, who was completely desperate, and said to Da Biao, who was feeling good and thought he had a sure win, "You guys are in the loan sharking business just for the money. I don't want to talk about the big principles here. You're pushing people to death. Even if they die, you won't get the money."

After a pause, he continued, "Two million. If you can, I'll give you the money. If you don't accept it, I'll turn around and leave."

After saying that, he pointed to the door.

Brother Da Biao did not respond immediately.

He kept weighing in his mind whether he could agree to this.

For a moment, he admired the young man in front of him.

I also feel that this person has a certain temperament and I always feel that he is not easy to mess with.

But looking at her outfit, it doesn't seem like anything special.

So he couldn't help but ask, "Boy, what exactly are you doing? Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Song Heping didn't waste any words. He glanced at Lao Gao and said, "I was his high school classmate. I run a small business abroad. I just came back today and heard about this. Lao Gao and I have no relationship. I only got involved in this matter because of our old classmate's appearance."

A very frank answer.

Song Heping did not lie, he just hid his true identity.

If Brother Da Biao really knew what business the man in front of him was in and what he had done, he would probably piss himself.

"Row!"

After considering for a full minute, Brother Da Biao decided to quit while he was ahead.

I'm out here to mingle in society.

Just looking for money.

There's no need to force people to death.

What's more, with a capital of one million, it would be easy to get back two million.

This is 100% profit, which is a very generous return even in the loan sharking business.

"How do I pay?"

What he cares about most now is money.

"Tell me your account number and I'll have someone transfer the money to your account."

Song Heping now decided to take Lao Gao away immediately, not wanting Da Biao and the others to stay here for even a minute longer.

Remittances from abroad can arrive in the domestic account within one day at the fastest and three days at the slowest, but Song Heping has a better way, which can probably be done in one or two hours.

And this method is underground money laundering.

As a company engaged in international arms and defense business, Ferrari has long established "Musician" defense shell companies all over the world, and even established investment companies for money laundering.

People like him are extremely familiar with the business of international underground banks and are well versed in money laundering.

What's more, with the help of Henry, a former British intelligence agent, it is extremely easy to transfer money back to the country.

Just communicate directly with the overseas side and complete the transfer in US dollars, and then an underground bank in China will directly transfer RMB to Brother Da Biao's account.

This model is extremely fast, but the transaction fees are a bit higher.

Song Heping didn't care.

Now we just have to get it done quickly and get these people out.

As for the money he spent, Song Heping had already made up his mind to get every penny back.

"This account, I'll leave as soon as I receive the money."

Brother Da Biao picked up a piece of white paper from the table and scribbled down an account number and name on it.

Song Heping picked it up and was reading it when Brother Da Biao reminded him, "Boy, you'd better not play any tricks, otherwise you will be doomed too."

Song Heping was too lazy to pay attention to him.

These insects will soon get their comeuppance.

There is nothing much to say about people like Brother Da Biao, just do it.

"Okay, you wait."

After saying that, he took out his cell phone, walked out of the office, crossed the corridor to the window at the end and started calling Ferrari.

A thug in the office sneaked his head out of the room to see what Song Heping was doing.

Soon, he returned to the office.

Brother Da Biao asked, "Is that kid still there?"

The younger brother replied: "Yes, I'm on the phone at the window."

Da Biao said, "Keep an eye on him and see what he says. Is he trying to call the police? If he does, drag him back and loosen his bones."

The younger brother was about to go to the door to continue watching, but after thinking for a moment, he said, "Boss, that guy seems to be speaking English..."

Da Biao was stunned: "What did you say?"

Younger brother: “He speaks English…”

Da Biao scratched his head...

After a while, Song Heping came back.

"Does your bank have any information alerts?"

Song Heping took the initiative to ask Brother Da Biao.

"If there's a balance notification, keep an eye on it."

Da Biao picked up his phone and shook it: "Of course, I'm a VIP customer."

Song Heping sneered, stopped talking, and dragged a chair to sit next to Lao Gao.

Lao Gao's eyes were red at this time, and he grabbed Song Heping's hand: "Heping, I... I..."

I said "I" several times, but in the end nothing was said.

Song Heping knew what he wanted to say, so he comforted him: "Money is something outside of your body. Besides, I didn't give it to you for free. You have to pay it back."

"I must...I must...I must..."

At this moment, Lao Gao really didn't know what to say except these two words.

What can I say?

This kind of kindness should be repaid with life.

After waiting for about half an hour, a "ding" sound came from Brother Da Biao's mobile phone.

He quickly opened the message on his phone.

Sure enough, there was a text message from the bank informing that two million RMB had been deposited into the account.

Brother Da Biao wiped his eyes.

He could hardly believe it was true.

The bank was no longer handling business at this time. It was past four o'clock and they started taking inventory.

How did this person manage to transfer the money immediately?

Suddenly, Brother Da Biao felt an ominous premonition as if a dark cloud was passing over his head, and everything in front of him became dark.

He looked up at Song Heping, who was sitting in the chair as if nothing had happened, and his heart skipped a beat.

Then, his words became softer.

"I say... this brother... you are really amazing..."

Song Heping still sneered: "Has the money arrived?"

Brother Da Biao smiled like a flower and nodded repeatedly: "It's arrived, it's arrived."

Song Heping asked again, "You didn't lose a penny, did you?"

Brother Da Biao shook his head wildly: "No! No!"

Song Heping said, "If that's the case, then what about the outstanding bill?"

He stretched out his hand.

Brother Da Biao felt even more uneasy when he saw Song Heping's expression.

Dare to pay directly without taking the IOU.

Isn’t he afraid that he will take the money but not give the receipt?
There was also a moment when an evil thought flashed through Brother Da Biao's mind - not to give the order!
What a shame!
Regret it!
　Asking for a monthly ticket! ! ! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)